31 May Swinger Stories – My Intorduction to Swinging
Swinger Stories – My Introduction to Swinging follows a girl down the swinging path. Her boyfriend at the time gives her a great introduction to the swinging lifestyle. She experiences a range of different things and is thankful for her experience with him.
Swinger Stories – My Introduction to Swinging
“What about a swingers club?” he asked “What about one?” I replied, “Have you ever been?”
“No.” I am fairly sure my eyes were wide with surprise at this point. “Do people really do that? I thought it was one of those fantasy made-up things in books and movies?”
He laughed, not in a mean way, not at me, but in an indulgent way. Maybe my naivety was attractive to him. I never did ask him, although a few months later, he did say that seeing me embrace my inner slut and being part of setting her free was amazing for him.
“He had brought up the swinging topic again.”
That night he educated me about swinging and swingers and that they most definitely existed for real, and then he took me back to his place and literally fucked me until I was sore and exhausted.
Within a week, he had brought up the swinging topic again. He suggested we went to a club. I was not at all sure. I really had no idea what to expect, but he suggested a daytime, less intimidating than nighttime, and that we could go and hang out, watch and see how I felt about it. It didn’t take me long to agree. After all, you can’t really believe something if you don’t actually see it for yourself, well that is what I told myself.
“I loved being watched.”
He always teased me about this afterward, but within 30 minutes of arriving at this place, I was completely naked in the pool with him buried deep inside me. We never played with anyone else that first day, but we fucked in the pool repeatedly and just spent time chatting to people. I felt completely relaxed and at home there. I loved being watched. I found the tension of the single guys hovering around nearby really intense. I wanted more.
We went back numerous times after that, both during the day and to nighttime parties. We made a couple of profiles on several swinging websites. We met up with couples and single guys. We went to clubs and even hosted our own private party at his house that truly turned into the most amazing sex party ever with people fucking and sucking all over the house, including on the stairs.
“I did a lot of things that summer.”
I did a lot of things that summer. A meet-up with a single guy resulted in me getting spit-roasted between him and my partner, various 3somes, 4somes, and on two occasions a 5some, one of which resulted in my only double penetration experience. I even went to the club by myself once to spend the evening with a man from another couple we had met up with it (both our partners knew). We had a great night, talking and fucking. It was at that very same club that I had my very first experience with a girl. Her name was Sung, her English wasn’t great, but as she hustled both our partners out the door and locked it, she was unequivocal with me that in her book, men were lovely, but women were better. She was one of a very select number of people who have managed to make me come with their mouths.
“Thank you.”
Eventually, by the middle of the Autumn, pretty serious cracks were showing in this relationship, and soon after, we went our separate ways. We have not really kept in touch, and sometimes I wish that we had, but it’s probably for the best that we didn’t. However, the one thing I would love to say to them has always been – thank you. Because although we were not meant to be long-term, he came into my life at just the right moment, when I was free and ready to explore, and he identified that in me and took me on an amazing hedonistic journey. He took care of me, made sure I was safe, and encouraged me to be wild and slutty under his watchful eye. I learned so much about myself that summer about my desires, boundaries, and sexuality.”
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